When the police came to the door and said, Leave Now, I was as prepared as I thought I could be. I had noticed the smoke, billowing and filling the skies earlier that afternoon and avidly following the news updates it became apparent that evacuation was a possibility....

It has been quite an intense few weeks getting the artworks for the upcoming event that is called The Art of Dining. I was invited to exhibit 12 artworks at Mister Bianco. I created 7 new artworks that I will be taking down to Melbourne with me. Chef Joe Vargetto is cr...

I wake up early here. The sun shines into my face and there's no getting back to sleep. It rained yesterday, loudly and with sparks. The cracks from the heavens are bone chilling. I surveyed my garden, the new plants smiling and it makes me happy too. I've always wante...

The Aftermath of the Noosa Open Studios.... what a whirlwind. All that lead up, organisation, concentration, painting and then it was upon us. I had some really interesting and engaging conversations from all the lovely people who dropped by the studio. Apparently my f...

It's a miracle. When the impossible becomes possible.. the feeling is otherworldly. But she exists and arrived, with 5 days before the opening of Noosa Open Studio. The Pine Avenue Studio will be open over the next two weeks, from 10 – 4pm, so if you are interested to...

On Friday 26th July I attended the opening of the Qld University Art Museum Exhibition, Unlearning. I had been delighted to learn that one of my paintings, "Watching My Life Go By" 2000, which had been purchased for their collection was being included in their Workshop...

Rising Tide.

This work speaks to the role and meaning of my art practice by expressing the different states of mind that being an artist can provoke. One is both outside, observing and reflecting the world, and yet attuned to an internal landscape that one is also tryin...

I never anticipated what I would have to give up to have a studio. I have me here, unspoken, unspeaking for most of the time. I'm blessed that I have found the company of three lovely women, but the aspects of the life that I had in Melbourne is sometimes overwhelming...

The Torn Chrysalis 

I’ve done what I could and yet the chrysalis grew,

I curled up inside, all around me it drew.

What made me itch and crave for the sun?

Perhaps the roar of the waves.

But in truth all I really craved

was the warmth of another’s

Breath on my cheek.

I stretche...